Chapter 3

King was unimpressed by Blake’s outburst. “It’s not as big a deal as you’re making it out to be. It’ll be fine.”

It wouldn’t be. Blake’s reactions were intense, and having them in front of a male partner was unthinkable—doubly so since Blake was so attracted to him. This was a disaster just waiting to happen, and Blake could not let it.

He shot an apologetic glance over his shoulder. “This isn’t about you, man. I’m sorry.” Then he focused on King once again. “Can I talk to you alone, please?”

“There’s nothing to talk about.” King made a dismissive gesture. “Just sit down.”

“King, this is important.”

“I’ll just, uh…I’ll just step out?” Derek cleared his throat, and out of the corner of his eye, Blake saw him move.

“No,” King said with finality. He blew out a breath, gestured for them all to sit, and pulled out a chair. Derek followed a moment later, somewhat cautiously. Blake didn’t sit. He crossed his arms and stared down his boss.